Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

The evil god is out and there is nothing that cannot be snatched.

A bowl of hard work every day, not a day goes by.

Three months later, the demons invaded.

The Emperor of Heaven licked his face and begged Feng Yan to fight.

It has been found that Bibo's behavior has no connection with the heaven.

After careful consideration, Feng Yan decided to fight on behalf of Heaven.

Because he knew that his little Lian'er cared deeply about the world and would not want to see the common people suffer.

I don't know when I will return after leaving.

But every day, Feng Yan would take fresh blood and send one of the four Shura Kings back to Mount Sumeru.

The battle line stretched for a long time, and on the rare days when the fighting broke out, he would definitely rush back to Shuangyu to accompany him.

Just like that, three years passed in the blink of an eye.

The war did not stop, and Feng Yan became increasingly haggard due to mental exhaustion.

"King, now that the spirit of the Son of God has stabilized, the battle with the demons is too tight. It's better to pause this heartache. Let's seize the time to fight against the demons first, and wait until the war is over..."

The four great Shura kings below gave careful advice.

The delay in repelling the demons had a lot to do with Feng Yan's weakness.

"That's embarrassing, go and come back quickly. Remember to tell Xiao Lian'er for me that I miss him."

Feng Yan didn't even blink. He pierced the heart with the dagger and took out the blood and handed it to one of them, signaling him to send it over while it was still hot.

After persuading him to no avail, the subordinate sighed softly and took the order to leave.

Sumeru Mountain.

Shuangyu was still sleeping, but his face was no longer pale.

The pills refined by Tiancai Dibao have been stopped. After all, in the past three years, Feng Yan has been like locusts passing through and completely hollowed out the six paths.

What he drinks now is just Feng Yan's blood.

Fresh blood was delivered, and his subordinates looked at his cold handsome face and sighed: "Beauty is a disaster... If you wake up one day, you must not let down the king!"

Soon, Feng Yan's blood was fed.

The doctor and his subordinates left.

No one noticed that Shuangyu frowned slightly.

But it was only for that moment, and there was no unnecessary reaction after that.

January goes by quickly.

Finally, the demons were forced back to Kui River, the war was suspended, and Feng Yan rushed back to Mount Xumi without stopping.

"Xiao Lian'er, your husband, I will come back..."

I excitedly opened the door, but the person I was thinking about on the bed was gone!

What about people? !

Feng Yan's eyes widened, and a gust of wind rushed out the door.

My wife woke up.

Wife is awake!

Wife... wake up! ! !

Joy struck him, and he hummed a ditty as he walked with the wind, and a gust of wind rushed to the ninth heaven.

It’s still the familiar lotus pond.

But there was no familiar figure around him.

Strange, did he guess wrong and Xiao Lian'er wasn't here?

Just as he was wondering, a pair of bright white hands hugged his waist from behind.

The familiar lotus fragrance instantly enveloped him.

"Frost Feather!"

Feng Yan looked excited and turned around.

What he faced was Shuang Yu, whose cheeks were flushed and his expression was confused.

Not quite... right? !

"Well... you feel so cold... so comfortable..."

Shuang Yu seemed to be hanging on him as if he had no bones, and his slightly trembling hands kept fanning the flames.

This benefit is a bit great!

Could his blood still have the effect of stimulating estrus? !

Could it be that the tribal doctor, Lao Sepi, added some medicine to his heart blood? !

Feng Yan was puzzled.

"Is it hard? Damn it, I'll take you to find that old guy to settle the score!"

Frowning, he raised his hand to touch Shuang Yu's hot forehead, his tone full of anxiety.

"Don't go, don't go!"

Shuangyu said arrogantly, pushing him hard and knocking him to the ground.

"You will regret it, dear. I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it. After all, you just woke up. From now on, if you still want to wake up when you wake up, I will never let you go..."

Feng Yan gasped, still retaining a trace of reason.

He was going crazy. The person in front of him was so tempting!

Shuangyu could only see the other person's lips opening and closing, but couldn't hear clearly what the other person was saying.

Feeling his mouth was dry, he leaned forward without hesitation and sealed it with a kiss.

Once a dry fire breaks out, the consequences will be disastrous.

Shuangyu didn't know at this time that he had personally put himself into the mouth of the old iron tree who had been hungry for thousands of years.

Feng Yan, the Asura King who destroyed heaven, earth, and air, has blossomed!

Shuangyu slept for three years.

Drinking Feng Yan’s hard work for three years.

As 'retaliation', Feng Yan pressed him on the bed for three whole months.

If the demons hadn't invaded again, he might have been suppressed for three years until someone got his money back!

"Have a good time taking care of your family. When I kill that boy from Heavenly Demon, I will come back and reunite with him."

Feng Yan, who was in high spirits during happy events, smiled and touched Teng Shu's head, stuffed an oil paper bag into his arms, and turned around to leave.

"Not again, you rascal!"

Peng Yi put her hands on her hips and cursed angrily.

When I turned around, I saw Teng Shu opening the oil paper bag with a smile. Inside was a roasted golden fat chicken!

Ow!

With a look of enjoyment on his face and his eyes closed, he was about to bite down on the book.

His hands were empty, and when he opened his eyes again, the fat chicken was in Peng Yi's hands.

"What are you doing? Pay me back!"

"You idiot, I'll buy you off with just a little favor, but you're not allowed to eat it!"

Peng Yi cursed loudly and threw the fat chicken far away.

hum.

The food is not wrong, why are you doing this...

The book is about to cry but has no tears.

"Don't always have ill intentions towards him. If he hadn't saved you with all his heart and soul, you would have died a long time ago. Don't you always teach us that you should repay your kindness?"

"Then he can't rely on this kindness to bully us adults. In the past three months, we adults have not been able to get out of bed. Those marks on our bodies..."

Peng Yi complained with tears in her eyes. When she thought of Shuang Yu's 'brand', she wanted to skin Feng Yan.

"You tell the emperor not to be anxious and the eunuchs to be anxious. Maybe we adults will enjoy it?"

Xiao Ai curled her lips and gave an objection.

"Cough cough..."

In the room, Shuang Yu, who really couldn't stand listening, had to interrupt the conversation between the two.

He was afraid that if he continued talking, Xiao Ai would say more words that would destroy his outlook on life.

"My lord, you are awake!"

As soon as Peng Yi heard Shuang Yu coughing, she wiped her tears and hurried into the house.

Looking at the old wounds on Shuangyu's body and adding new ones, tears suddenly fell down like broken pearls.

"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt..."

Shuangyu opened his eyes and told lies. In fact, it was difficult for him to even raise his hands now.

"Sir, the medicine pool is ready. Can you walk? Do you need me to resist you?"

I don't know when I picked up the book from the roasted chicken and my mouth was filled with oil. I didn't open any pot.

Shuang Yu stared at him helplessly: "Fuck you, go and eat your roast chicken."

After resting for a while, he regained some strength and cast a spell to go to the medicine pool.

"Sir...does it hurt?...One day I will kill the one who suffered a thousand cuts!"

Peng Yi looked at the wounds, and the more he looked at them, the more distressed he became. While blowing gently, he carefully dipped his handkerchief into the water in the medicine pool and wiped them for him.

"It doesn't hurt, it just looks scary. Stop crying, little crybaby."

Shuangyu raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

The elixirs in the medicine pool were all sent by Feng Yan. Within a quarter of an hour, the scars on his body were completely healed, leaving only faint traces.

"Crazy, perverted, he just wants to leave these traces to show off and tell everyone that you are his property, what a villain!"

Peng Yi cursed angrily.